I’m tired of my friends showing me pictures of dead animals that their hunting friends killed on Facebook. You know I’m an ethical vegan, why do you feel like it’s okay or funny to show me this kind of stuff?
And I’m sick of having to defend my beliefs over and over and over again. “Oh yeah? So what do you think about eggs? Is that really killing anything? What about milking a cow that’s just grazing in the pasture? I don’t have a problem with killing an old cow right before she enters into a long and painful death. It’s more humane. It’s more ethical. What about the poor people who can’t afford all your fancy-schmancy vegan products? They should be able to get the nutrition that comes from meat. You’re being CLASSIST.”
Actually, no. Animals are not our food, neither are their products. If “poor” people can’t afford healthy food (and no, they don’t need maca and cacao powders to be healthy; and I buy those full-knowing the privilege I have to be able to afford such “fancy-schmancy vegan products.” Also, guess what? THEY AREN’T JUST FOR VEGANS.), we as a society need to be looking at the ROOT of the problem (unequal access to non-GMO vegetables and fruits, etc) instead of treating the symptom by saying they should just eat meat. And the kicker here is non-GMO “humane” (LOL what lies, humanely slaughtered) meat is EXPENSIVE, and often MORE EXPENSIVE that the organic “vegan” food you’re citing is. But you who is all about organic meat who would NEVER suggest ANYONE eat the standard American diet with meat pumped full of antibiotics and growth hormones and other nasty shit is going to sit there and tell me that poor people can’t afford organic fruits and veggies?
For the record, I’m prrrreeeetty sure GMO fruits and veggies are better for you than non-GMO meat.
Bottom line, I’M not the one who brought this up. You are. People say vegans are so fucking pushy and preachy but at the end of the day it is YOU who are showing me pictures of dead reindeer and smiling asshole hunters on facebook, and it is YOU who is trying to shove your ideas down my throat. Fuck off.
P.S. There is no milk available where we live (and we live in rural Alberta, FFS) that comes from some happy cow meandering in a flower-speckled field.
I said much of this (sans swear words) to this friend whom I live with and generally get along with, but his ears were closed and the fight is over and I am not interested in hearing his, I’ll say it, LAME responses anymore.
Thank you for giving me this venting platform.
As you were.